His grandfather was the oldest of eight boys and the only one to live past the age of twenty-five. They were drowned, shot, kicked by horses. They perished in fires. They seemed to fear only dying in bed.

Harmlessly passing your time in the grassland away;Only dimly aware of a certain unease in the air.You better watch out,There may be dogs aboutI’ve looked over Jordan, and I have seenThings are not what they seem.

Another post in ‘classics’ category. Trivia: in 1973 Bowie met Burroughs . On another note, this song may remind us of hardly appreciated role of monsters in our culture. With fear and with excitement, however, we cherish good monsters like good wine. They are born of our thoughts, they fed on our angsts and under our eyes they grow to be popular spieces, so vivid and full of life. They are our unloved children, a look in a broken mirror and as you see it takes Bowie to make a serious tribute. With all due respect to Kubrick we don’t need to think so literally in art, as to focus on humans as humans like he did in the Shining. We can always use some monsters as humans or humans’ problems, at least zombies, in a good ol’ George-Romero-night-of-the-living-dead way.